Sublime

The way your eyelashes flutterLike ribbons in the windThe rise and fall of the outline of your lipsLike the swell of a surging ocean of passion.The imperfections of your skinSeem perfectly placed and beautifulYour hair tumbles playfullyFrom your head, crashing onto your shouldersThe curve of your hips Hold my gaze in orbit, like a trapped satellite.But you are far away, unreachableBut such a mortal as I.Communication is impossible,So my love for you remains.